Favignana

A small town somewhere in Sicily, which you’ve probably gathered by now, highly attracted to tuna.

There was even a tuna museum

Fortunately, we took a modest walk up to my future house (once it’s been renovated), well, they walked, I ran, and, due to the efficiency of Italian law, literally just wandered around all the broken tiles and electrics with a Swiss couple.

All I know is that it’d never be allowed in Australia…

The next day or so we reached mainland Sicily, an industrial town called Marsela, the fact that it was renowned for wine and that we ran over a rope does little to motivate me to write about it, but we didn’t do much there so it doesn’t really matter.

Early two days later, we reached another town called Sciacca (pronounced: Shaka)

It was at this point that they made me get a haircut, but it was actually quite good, despite my doubts about Italian hairdressers…

Otherwise we didn’t do much but wander around and eat.